The heat and humidity hit me like a brick wall this morning 🧱

Still wating to hear the news on Big Red. I have confidence that the mechanic will figure out what is looose on the rear axle, and hopefully it’s not too expensive on a truck that has a planned retirement next year. I checked my credit card balance to make sure I have money available, and that should be good, but it still gives me something to wait and worry about. Steve is good, he’ll figure it out.

I felt like I wanted to die as I wandered out into the swamp this morning, stumbling out of my bed into what felt like 180 degree moisture bath. Sliced up an onion, dumped a bunch of stevia, cornmeal, whole wheat flower, and mixed up with the mixer, and fried up pancakes. Took a shower, missed the earlier bus downtown, put some more contact solution in my eyes, rubbed them a bit more, and I could see. Still achy and sore with the stress, my mind is playing games with me between the heat and stress of not having a good answer on what is broke on Red. I know it’s not my job to guess what the mechanic is thinking.

Maybe I’ll have my truck back tomorrow but I’m not betting on it. Going to be another real hot day. I was hoping to go out to Schoharie to swim and farm stands but without the truck that isn’t going to be possible. 🛻 Hammock is in the truck so unless I swing by the shop to pick it up I won’t have that this weekend. Don’t think the Nature Bus is doing Thacher Park this weekend either, it’s Five Rivers. I might go out to Five Rivers but it seems like it might be too hot even for that. Maybe it’s a good day to just spend by the fan reading. Then Sunday looks increasingly wet, with the forecast man calling for another half inch of rain come Sunday.

Truth is I will get beyond these tough times. I wasn’t going to ride out being so soaking wet with the humidity, but the ride in felt good on the bike. The breeze on my face felt good coming down the hill. I was going to catch the later bus and shuttle downtown but while I was walking down to the express bus, I saw a mountain bike on a car and said, hell I need to burn some energy off. Hopefully I won’t get soaked heading downtown to my meeting, or riding out to hopefully pick up my truck this afternoon. If it’s too wet or humid, I can always throw my bike on the bus.

Totally get why I’m so fustrated about everything. I was supposed to be on the road to the Finger Lakes today, by mid-morning I had hoped to make it to Ithaca and be setting up. And I knew about the problems in my truck for a while – since at least Memorial Day – but I was in complete denial. Over time, they just seemed to go away. Until last Friday on the way home when it became super-wobbly. I know it will get straightened out or replaced, somehow. I still have hope to do summer vacation by the end of August. I wish I could have a fire up in the woods with some beer and grass, some of those burnables are starting to smell – but whatever. I know I’ll figure out my transportation situation at some point, Red will either fixed, or scrapped and replaced.